Star Iron: I picked up a secretary at the beginning of March 7th

"啕——"

Before Walter finished speaking, he heard Hualin's dry voice from the side.

Everyone looked around and saw Hualin squatting in a corner with no one around, chirping. Hualin's face turned pale, obviously because of the nausea caused by what just happened.

"It's okay, okay, no one saw it around. If others see it, it will become my dark history when I become famous." Hualin tidied up his clothes to make himself look normal, and then left here.

"Canglong, here." As soon as Hua Lin returned to the hall, Cangzhu waved to greet him.

"Sister, Cang Ye... Oops." As soon as Hua Lin arrived at Cang Zhu's side, Cang Zhu grabbed Da Mao, and then Cang Zhu's helpless voice came: "What a Cang Long, you are carrying your back..." I came to take the test secretly. Didn’t you promise me to take the test again in half a year? You just learned a little bit in half a month and you think you can do it, right?"

"It hurts, it hurts, sister, I've passed, please let go." Hualin resisted symbolically and Cangzhu grabbed his stupid hand, then gave up the struggle and asked, "Speaking of which, Cangye didn't come?"

"You actually survived? Are all novices these days so weak?" Cangzhu continued to tug at Hualin's stupid hair, and couldn't help complaining, "Tell me about you, you have only been in physical training for half a month, and you still survived If you can pass, then others will have more to eat."

"He didn't even pass the physical test. Hey... he fought with a death row prisoner." Seeing that Cangzhu was still holding on to his hair, Hua Lin struggled to break free, but he didn't expect that Cangzhu's hand was so strong. She pulled out a few stupid hairs.

"I've only been a closer for a few years, and now the newcomers can't even pass the physical test? Every generation is really worse than the last." Cangzhu complained as he took out a piece of green onion pancake and handed it to Hualin, "Forget it, you passed it. Just try this scallion pancake. Cangye just went to submit the commission, and if everything goes well, she should be able to become an eighth-level finisher."

"Ah."

While the two were eating scallion pancakes and waiting for Cangye to come back, a reviewer came over, glanced at Hualin, checked the photo in his hand, and said to Hualin: "Hualin, right. Keep your tailgater license, ninth-level tailgater."

After Hualin accepted the license expressionlessly, and was about to continue eating scallion pancakes, a familiar feeling came over the dull hair on his head: "Hualin? Canglong, Canglong, when did you change your name? What, Are you ready to leave the organization?"

"Hey, sister, look at what you said. Isn't it that the word 'cage' has a restrictive feeling, and 'dragon' is too ostentatious for you to say, so I thought about changing the name. It's just a title anyway, sister. Don't take it too seriously, we are still a family." "Humph, just eat your cake honestly."

......

The screen suddenly switched again. Except for Walter who didn't react, everyone was used to it.

"This time it should be about three months later. It seems that the kid's life has been quite peaceful this year." Heita glanced at the data and said to everyone.

Hualin in the picture is sorting out the copywriting at this time. Although it has only been three months, the Cang's Office where Hualin works has been completely renovated from top to bottom.

The table, coffee table, sofa, lamp, wallpaper, etc. were all replaced with new ones, and a table was also added, which was obviously arranged for Hualin. The outdoor walls have also been repainted.

These three months have been very busy. In addition to Cangzhu taking on a few commissions with high rewards and high risks, Hualin also secretly took on a few commissions that were not suitable for low-level finishers behind Cangzhu's back. Fortunately, there is a system With help, Hualin also received more money, which further improved the lives of the Cangzhu sisters.

"Cang~Long~" Cangzhu held a can of beer in his left hand, picked up Hualin's dull hair with his right hand, and said in a daze, "Put the work aside for now, and I'll have a good drink with your sister." "Yeah, yeah, I understand, sister."

"Call me the great first-order finisher." Cangzhu raised her hands stupidly and cheered, but she forgot that her right hand was still holding Hualin's hair, so she pulled it hard and pulled out a few more hairs. .

"Sister, it's been almost four months, and you basically pull my hair three or four times a day. Is he really that fun?" Hua Lin complained to Cangzhu, covering his hair in pain.

...

Seeing this scene, March couldn't help complaining: "Obviously I haven't grabbed him... Speaking of which, why isn't Hualin dumb now?" "Is it possible that his sister fucked her?" "Ah, Not really." "Who knows, just keep watching."

...

"Where does it stop? Sometimes the sight of it makes me want to pluck it." Cangye's voice came coldly from the side, and she was seen arranging the food she had just brought back on the coffee table, plus a few cans of beer, "Besides, Our sister has finally become a first-level finisher, can't you let her have a good time today? Okay, let's have dinner."

Glancing at Cangzhu, who was shaking the finished beer bottle beside him, Hualin sighed, took the beer bottle from Cangzhu's hand, and said softly to her: "Sister, you drank too much, come and eat." Let’s order.”

"I'm not drunk, I'm just... just a little tipsy. Beer... this beer is only the third degree, so you can't get drunk!" Cangzhu twisted her body back and forth like a child and said coquettishly, "Canglong, let me play with you. ...stupid!"

After saying that, regardless of Hualin's objections, Cangzhu put both hands together and grabbed Hualin's stupid hair.

"Pfft, you take your time and play with our sister, I'll eat first." Cangye couldn't help laughing when he saw the two people playing around, then he suppressed his laughter and ate it in front of Hualin with exaggerated movements. stand up.

Hualin, on the other hand, glanced at the drunk Cangzhu beside him who was playing with his stupid hair, and then at Cangye who showed off his food with an exaggerated "um" after taking one bite, and smiled helplessly.

That's pretty good too.

Even March and others felt the same way.

......

It was late at night, and if the food on the coffee table hadn't disappeared, Sanyue and others wouldn't have realized that they would have already moved on to the next memory.

"It should only be about a week, but this memory is neither long nor short, but it is very close to the next one, so there is only about an hour difference." Heita explained casually, and then continued to observe.

In the entire office, only Hualin's desk still had lights on, and there was no movement at all on the second floor.

Hualin sat on the chair and stretched, then turned to a commission in the file.

The content of the commission was simple, it was just that an old woman had lost her cat. Although it is just an ordinary cat, for the lonely old man, this cat can be regarded as half of her life.

Therefore, after meeting the client, Hualin immediately agreed. Although the money given was not much, only a few hundred eyes (eyes: the currency unit of the city), Hualin was still willing to do it and find it regardless of the cost.

The scene turned, and Hua Lin, wearing a hood, was walking alone in an alleyway, holding a map in one hand and commissioned information in the other, not noticing at all...

Late night in the back alley has arrived.